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Pretty Hurts
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Miscellaneous Magazines and T.V. screens
show these girls all day
Pretty little creatures,
who show what we should say.
Who smile in front of the camera
but cry behind closed doors,
forcing themselves into delusion,
Until they can't find "them" anymore...
We raise them to believe only beauty
will determine their worth.
And to try and maintain a facisimile of perfection
Because the world will only see the very worst.
We make them parade around
pretending to be little airheads
"What's in your head doesn't matter,"
we teach our girls to be brain dead
We teach them they need to be thinner
to throw up who they want to be,
No personality is what matters,
Bimbos are what we think are "pretty."
We tell them they have to fix themselves
but you can't fix what is with in.
You must keep down the sadness you feel,
to show an opinion is basically a sin.
You could enter a paegant,
and come on top the winner,
and they'll still find something to pick up
"You could always be thinner."
We cause these girls to lose themselves,
telling them they cant be happy.
We tell them they need to add more makeup
thats the only way to be pretty.
Press on nails, and fake eyelashes,
erasing who they were with determination.
Telling girls they'll soon be perfect, but...
"Perfection is the disease of a nation
